Runaway Home - The Walking Dead, Fan-fiction (soon to be 3rd & final edit!)

Chapter 8.5: Sewer Rat

After retrieving a map and blowtorch Daryl and Aaron, made camp on a roof top near the sanctuary listening in on the conversations of passing saviours.

"Did you hear bout last night?"

"No why?"

"That chick in the basement got loose slaughtered at least 5 guys down there, that stupid fuck face tried to..."

Daryl's expression grow dark as he listened to the rest of they're conversation, he pulled the head phones off "..I've heard enough.." he growls chucking them at Aaron.

"What did they say? Do you know where she is? Is she okay?"

"Yeah I know where she is, dunno bout okay though.."

"So what do we do? "

"I already told you ... got back, stay outta harms way... " Aaron paused reluctantly, he wanted to stay and help but he knew he wouldn't be much help.

"Your going to bring her back right? to Alexandria? I don't care what Rick says he's wrong this time..."

Daryl without saying another word, just looked up at Aaron as he packed up his gear

"Good luck, bring her back safe." Aaron tap Dixon on the shoulder gave a faithful smile then they parted ways.

After securing the perimeter Daryl descended down the closest possible storm drain into the sewers. The first set of bars took several hours to cut through. After reaching the second set he settled down to rest.

After a sort rest filled Daryl with dread and worry he began checking his map again making sure he was going the right way, he continued to cut through the bars until he eventually reached the old factory's basement.

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I know this is a short one but it didn't seem to fit at the beginning or end of the chapters before and after. Still I hope you think it still adds to the story line! Xxxx